my sharing is a story of showing the incredible strength of a young girl who just wanted to live…. and has
escaped horrific abuse and brutality as a an 18 year old and built myself from scratch. yeah, this is true, I left it behind in all aspects when I left the house that tortured me and left me with 17 years of blackness. As an adult I never thought about the abuses more than for a minute. I couldn’t, there are no words to describe what I dealt with and what six others dealt with.
I was raised in the guise of religion. where women are 3rd class citizens, if even that, and girls are considered disposable. the latter was me. I don’t remember a before my abuses, I don’t remember narratives, I just have concrete stories of my 17th year, the year I call the “awakening.” it was the year I remember things vividly and I remember the abuses clearly. that is the year that I prepared myself for the escape and that’s what I did.
three decades later, 2022, dealing with physical symptoms I decided to connect my symptoms with the abuses I dealt the first 17 years of my life. the connections have been very painful, but I know I must deal with it and know that I have the structure around me to survive feeling what I have never allowed myself to feel.
that’s it for now……